The rhythmic pulse of music echoes through the empty halls, guiding two men into a clandestine encounter. They meet in the darkness, eyes adjusting to the faint glow of the city lights filtering through the blinds. A hand reaches out, tentatively at first, then with growing confidence, tracing the curve of a jaw, the line of a neck, the swell of a chest. Breath hitches as fingers brush against a throbbing erection, hidden beneath loose cotton, a silent invitation accepted with a hungry groan.